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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, incest, and unwanted pregnancies are
subjects to be role-played between you and your significant other
only. Anybody actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a
psychiatrist, or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental
health immediately. I am always open to comments and constructive
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Retribution
By trukin_fool


How to care for a cheating bitch.
My name is Tim, and my wifes name is Ann. This story is about how we
both, after twenty nine years of marriage, finally learned how to
react to our own sexual fantasies, desires, and needs.
It would be fitting to first descibe us, to make everyone aware of how
this came about.
I stand five ten, and weigh one eigthty. I am sligthly balding, with
salt and pepper hair, and blue eyes. I have always been a sexual
being, although not overtly.  I have never had an affair, nor acted on
temptation. In most ways, I am very average.
My wife Ann, stands five one, and weighs one forty. She has long blond
gray hair, hazel eyes, and a beautiful face. Along with her bubbly
personality, she has an extremely large bust, measuring in at
40DD-32-36. After bearing three children, she isn't really fat, nor is
she hard on the eyes. Over the years however, she has lost intrest in
sex. Not sex in general, just the things I use to spice up our bedrom
fun. No more blowjobs, never anal, and always missionary fucking. Most
times, she even asks me to use a rubber, to avoid the mess afterwards.
What started my wife, on her road to discovery, was the fact that she
seldom drinks, but when she does, she drinks for effect.
I myself am a social drinker. Even though it has happened, where I've
overdone the alcohol, I've never lost control, so to speak.
When my wife drinks, she has always had the need to continue, until
time and space disappear. She is, i suppose, what people call a binge
drinker.
In the past it was huomrous, when our friends loaded her up, and
watched her do crazy things. As time went on, it became almost a
neccessity to have her drunk, and become the life of the party.
Most times, she wouldn't even remember what she'd done, or with who.
That's when I got the idea to really watch her.
One night, a very close friend, who had recently divorced, began to
pour his heart out to my wife, while I engaged in conversation with a
few other friends.
As they spoke, one drink led to another, and soon he was hugging my
wife, as he received comfort from her.
Ann has always been a tender touchy feely type, and it wasn't uncommon
to see her hug others, in a platonic way.
What caught my eye however, was the way my friend was touching my wife
back.
He was blatantly rubbing her breast through her blouse, in the dark
secluded corner, and even slipped his hand down between her legs a few
times, while rubbing there also.
I was surprised that Ann didn't react with admonition, or even a
slight tug, to pull his hands away. Moreso, she seemed to enjoy the
attention, in her drunken stupor.
At first it was thrilling, knowing my wife was being heated up by
someone, other than me. Eventually however, my friends began to take
more indecent liberties, and fondled her openly, with or without
anyone else watching.
To begin with, I saw it as a way for everyone to become more open and
honest, but after a year or to of sloppy sex, with a woman who was
totally smashed, it became mundane.
Not to mention the fact, that I had become complacent, as I allowed my
friends to blatantly fondle and grope my drunken wife.
As I should have expected, they pushed the envelope, and soon began to
tease her about seeing her huge tits. They even asked for private
shows outside, so nobody else would know.
My wife was being used as a sexual plaything, and she seemed to love
every minute of it. I assumed it was the attention she was receiving,
at teasing and flaunting her overly large chest.
It didn't stop there either.
One night, while at the bar, the mens room was occupied by someone who
had locked the door and passed out. This left me no alternative, but
to step outside and find a dark recess, where I could relieve myself.
While pissing in the dark, I could vaguely make out a womans voice, as
she whispered to her lover, in the dark alleyway.
"Be careful." She whispered "Not in my ass."
Some one was trying to fuck my wife in the darkness, and her only
concern was, whether if was in the right hole.
After releiving myself, I ventured towards the voices, to see more
clearly.
There, over a dumpster, leaned my whore wife.
She was bent over at the waist, as some huge dude, was piledriving her
from behind.
The fact that my wife was fucking someone else, was bad enough. What
really had me shocked, was the sight of who it was, that she screwing
around with.
There, ramming his cock into my wife from behind, was her own brother.
Yep, my brother in law, was knowingly fucking his own sister, and she
wasn't even trying to deter him.
More over, she was encouraging him, with her words.
"That's it honey. Pump me good." She moaned. "Slam that fuckstick into
me hard, and make me scream like Momma always did."
I wondered why she chose to bring her mother, into the conversation,
but eventually learned the significance of her words.
"Your shaved cunt feels so much better, than her tired stretched out
twat." He grunted in reply, as he banged wildly into his own sister.
"Here it comes you fucking bitch. I'm shooting my sperm up your hot
cunt."
As if on cue, my wife began to moan greedily, taking her own brothers
seed into her pussy.
With quick thinking, I remembered my cell phone camera in my pocket. I
took it out. I snapped a few quick pictres, before recording a short
video of the fuck.
"Fuck it into me, baby brother." She groaned. "Fill your sisters hot
fucking hole, with your cum"
I watched through the dim light, as my wife accepted her own brothers
love juice, into her spasming body.
Once finished, he non chalantly pulled out of her quivering body, and
put his pecker into his pants again.
"That ought to hold you over until tomorrow, when Tim is at work." He
sighed. "I'll be over at ten, and you can spread your legs for me
again."
He then walked away casually, leaving my wife breathing heavily, as
she calmed down from the energetic sex.
The though of knowing my wife had willingly given her body to her own
brother, was bad enough, but knowing she allowed him to cum inside
her, was even more devistating.
Exciting as it was, I was still very angry with her, for doing what
she had done.
Sneaking around the building in the darkness, I reentered the bar
through the front door. Nobody evrn knew I was gone at all, and I
mixed into the crowd again easily, unnoticed.
Shortly thereafter, I watched my wife enter through the backdoor, and
head straight for the ladies room, as Andy, my brother inlaw, joined
me at the bar.
"Having fun?" He asked, as if he hadn't done a thing wrong, or out of
place.
"I'd be having more fun, if I could get a blowjob right now." I
replied.
"Too bad." He said, as if nothing was different than before. "My wife
Cindy is home. Normally she sucks a pretty mean dick, when she's in
the mood."
Andy and Cindy had never hid the fact, that they were both swingers,
and she fequently went out on dates, while he was working. Sometimes
he knew about her adventures, but mostly, she'd go out behind his
back, to get laid secretly.
I had no idea whether she used protection, but I did know she had
given birth to two kids, who looked nothing like Andy.
Although I assumed he wasn't the father, I knew he always cared for
them, as if he himself was the real father.
After a while, my wife finally rejoined me at the bar, where I was
talking to a few close friends. She immediately began to join in the
conversation. I watched as she drunkenly, poked and felt up Paul, who
was uneasily moving away from her wandering hands.
I knew it was time to leave, after another round, and escorted Ann to
the car.
"So?" I asked, as I drove home. "Did you have fun tonight?"
"It was okay." She answered quietly. "But I just didn't feel very
well, after those shots we had earlier."
I dropped the conversation, until reaching home, and started it up
again, once we got into the bedroom.
"So what were you and Andy talking about, outside tonight?" I
questioned.
"Mostly about Mom." She replied innocently. "She'll be staying here
for a few days next week, by the way."
My cock grew hard, now knowing that Andy had been fucking the woman
for years.
"Looks like your ready for some fun." My wife said, pointing to the
obvious tent in my underwear. "If you want to, you can tie me up, and
shave me."
It had always been my resposibility, to trim or shave Ann's bushy
pubic hair, unless I wanted sex in a jungle.
I grabbed the velcro restatraints, which were already tied to the bed
legs, but hidden under it, for when company came over.
Next I stripped my wife, and laid her on the bed, spread eagle. I
quickly fastened the cuffs around her ankles. From there, I fastened
the remaining ones around her wrists.
Looking upon my wife, who was tied to the bed helplessly, I began to
ask some questions, while she could do nothing but answer.
"So? How many dicks did you service tonight?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about." She replied.
"You seem to forget about being fucked good and hard, while your tits
were pushed against that dumpster tonight." I said bluntly.
"I still don't know what you're talking about." She said becoming
perturbed.
Roughly grabbing one of her pussy lips, I pulledd it apart, and
noticed the remnants of her brothers semen still oozing from within.
"And what is this?" I asked. "Don't tell me you have another yeast
infection."
Usually her answer, as to why she secreted a large amount of thick
goo, was she had developed a yeast infection. That was also the reason
for the pungent odor which lingered heavily there too.
"I ... I don't remember." She said, unsure of what had transired
earlier.
Although she was far from sober, she was coherant enough to understand
the video on my phone, when I showed it to her.
"You're a real whore, aren't you?" I said, after the video played.
"Not only did you fuck another guy, but you fucked your own brother.
How long has this been going on?"
With tear filled eyes, and with the evidence strongly against her, she
began to relate how the incestuous fucking began.
"Last summer, when I went to visit Mom, I walked in on the the two of
them, having sex. I guess mom was lonely, asnd when Andy showed up,
they just did it for release, I suppose." She replied. "When Andy
noticed me at the door, he jumped quickly off the bed, and dragged me
over by them. Before I realized what was ahppening, he began to strip
me, and with moms help, he screwed me too."
"Your mom helped?" I asked startled at my wifes honesty.
"He began to push himself into me, while mom palyed with me, to help
get me off. It seemed all so surreal." She mumbled.
"So over all, how many dicks have you had up your slutty cunt?" I
asked.
"Only yours and his." She said, hoping I'd beleive her.
I knew better however. A woman just doesn't screw and act the way she
did, without having been laid by many other men.
"One more time." I stated. "And this time, I want the truth."
"A couple of times, I went outside the bar, while Tom and Bill took
me. But I was too drunk to resist." She replied tearfully.
My best friends had raped my wife, while she was inebriated, and they
never even let on.
"Are you sure that's all?" I asked, angrily.
"I jerked off Paul and Stan once ot twice too." She cried. "They
played with my chest while I gave them a hand job. I had to. They
threatened to tell on me, if I didn't."
It seemed as though every one of my close friends, had used my wife,
in some manner or form.
After hearing my wife admit she'd been with these men, I became so
aroused, that I tore off my clothes, and climbed on top of her.
Without any though about her feelings, I slammed my hard cock into her
well used hole. The remaining sperm still inside her pussy, made for
an excellent lubricant, and soon I was adding my own seed, to what was
still inside her.
After finishing, I crawled off, and debated whether or not to untie
Ann.
"You realize of course, that this opens a new door for both of us,
right?" I asked.
With questioning eyes, my wife looked at me, not wanting to hear my
next statement.
"Seeing you have found in necessary to use different dicks, I think
it's only fair, that I get some strange pussy whenever I want."
"I'm sorry." She cried. "It'll never happen again."
"Too late for that, bitch." I spat. "I'm getting other women to fuck
me, and you're going to help."
"I ...I can't ..." She said tearfully.
"You can, and you will." I fired back. "Otherwise you'll find your
cheating whore ass out on the curb, selling your cunt for rent money."
"Okay." She answered, finally agreeing with my terms. "But please
don't make me look stupid."
Her remark was pointless. She'd already made us both look stupid, by
her previous actions.
I untied her, and she ran to the bathroom to shower up.
Meanwhile I made plans to set up some pussy for myeslf. First off, I'd
nail my sister in law, and then my friends wives as well. Hell, I
would even screw my mother inlaws old tired cunt, when she visited us
next week.
I knew I had vacation time built up, and I would use it to get all the
pussy I desired, with or without Anns help.
I washed myself up, after Ann returned, then I went to bed. That
night, slept like a baby. I dreampt of all the women who would be
eagerly spreading their legs, for me to fuck them.
The next morning, Ann was suffering a huge hangover. I knew she
probably remembered the previous night as a dream, being that she was
very drunk.
At breakfast, I reminded her of her promise to me.
At first she played coy, not understanding the real truth, but soon
she had aquired her wits, and realized the hard cold facts.
Whenever I brought up the subject of her unfaithfulness, she tried in
vain, to change the subject.
Around ten, I told my wife to call Midge, Toms wife. I knew Tom was
working, and she'd be home alone.
Reluctantly, Ann called, and asked Midge to stop over so they could
talk. Midge agreed to come, but only after she'd done her shopping.
Midge was a bisexual. Everyone knew it, and so did Ann. She was
constantly touching Ann in the kitchen, when they were alone, and she
was enamored by my wifes huge tits.
Today, She'd actually get to play with them in reallife, while I
plowed her tight little pussy from behind.
At least that was my plan.
Around eleven thirty, Midge showed up at our door. She was heartbroken
to find me there also. She was hoping to be with Ann alone.
As we all sat around the kitchen table, drinking coffee, I suddenly
announced how good my wifes tits looked that morning.
Both Ann and Midge felt uneasy, at my comment.
"I now you like them too." I stated, looking at our guest. "Have you
ever seen them in real life?"
Nervously, Midge shook her head. Even though she craved to see and
feel them, she didn't care for any witnesses, while she did.
"Get them out dear." I said, off handedly. "Show our friend what
you've tried so hard to hide. After all, Tom has seen them, and played
with them. I know, he's done it while he was fucking you."
Midge became shocked at my statement. She had no idea that her husband
had bedded my wife.
"You knew all about how he's fucked Ann on numerous occasions. Right?"
I asked.
Angrily, Midge shook her head, and cussed Tom under her breath.
"There's really no reasn for you to be shy dear." I coaxed. "After
all, Midge has tits of her own, although not quite as big as yours."
Eventually, Ann began to lift her blouse, and quickly reached behind
her to undo her bra. Once done, she neatly folded her clothing on the
table, while becoming quite shy about her nudity.
Midges eyes were the size of saucers, as she gazed upon my wifes
bountiful mammarys. She licked her dry lips as if she needed to suck
and play with them.
"Go ahead Midge." I stated. "They're all yours, on the condition you
get her heated up all over. I'm sure Ann will allow you the privilage
of seeing her entire body naked. If you want, you can make it with her
too."
Without further encouragement, Midge jumped up and grabbed Anns tit
fleah with both hands.
Ann was very self conscious, and turned her head away, not wanting to
see another woman knead and squezze her own tits.
"Look at her Ann." I demanded. "Look at the woman who is about to
seduce you. Help her remove her clothes too. Maybe you'd like to play
with her tits as well."
After flashing me an angry look, Ann began to undo Midges blouse.
Even though Midge was shy sbout being undressed in front of me, she
was too wrapped up in her own lust, while playing with Anns chest.
Once her blouse was removed, Midge bent to take a nipple between her
teeth, and lightly nip it. This gave my wife the opportunity to undo
Midges bra.
As the bra fell free, Midges small pointy tits wobbled back and forth.
Ann now tried to push the womans pants down, knowing I wanted a good
look at her fine round ass. While keeping the nipple in her mouth,
Midge offered assistance, and stepped out of her slacks and panties.
From my view point, I noticed Midge was shaved complely bald.
As I stood and approached Midge from behind, Ann stood, and began to
remove her own slacks and panties.
Midge cringed a little, once my hand was on her ass cheek, but she
made no attempt to remove it. In fact, she willing followed my wife
into the living room, where they could be more comfortable, while my
hands gently squeezed her ass flesh.
Sitting on the sofa, Ann allowed her female lover, to explore between
her legs. My wife sighed as she felt the nimble finger, stroke her
hairy mound.
As Midge remained bent over, I took the option of kneeling behind the
small framed woman, and began to stroke her slit with my tongue.
Midge quickly widened her stance, allowing me access to her pouty
lips.
Before long, I was darting my tongue in and out of her very moist
snatch.
Ann was beginning to moan loudly, because of the finger fucking she
was receiving from her lover.
With a knowing glance, Ann motioned for me to fuck the prone woman
before me.
I took little time in dropping my own pants, and pressing my hard
memebr to her hole.
Initially, Iwanted to take my time, and savor the moment, but once
Midge felt the head against her pussy, she backed up, enveloping me
balls deep, into her hot wet hole.
Before long, we were all on the verge of extemely violent orgasms.
As I made one last stab, deep into this small womans twat to unload,
she cried out.
"No please. I'm not protected."
She tried in vain to push me out of her, but she was trapped between
Ann and I, and I couldn't move if I wanted to. Which of course I
didn't.
With a regretful groan, Midge soon gave up, and let me finish cumming
in her.
For good measure, I continued fucking her after I had deposited my
seed, and quickly brough her to a tremndous climax, as she brought Ann
along for the ride, with her own orgasm.
Eventtually, I began to soften, and my withering cock, flopped out of
Midges still spasming hole. Both Ann and Midge were tenderly groping
and caressing each other as my semen dripped to the floor.
Weakly, I sta and watched as the two kissed and felt each other in the
after glow of lovemaking.
Shortly after that, I left the two alone in their relaxing embrace,
and went to was up. When I returned, Ann was again dressed, and she
was alone.
"Are you hapy now?" She asked sarcastically. "I hope you realize she
may well be pregnant, and it's all your fault if she is. How do we
explain that?"
"Tit for tat." I said. "Tom got you, so I got Midge. If she's knocked
up, it's your fault for starting this whole mess. Besides, Midge isn't
going to say it's mine anyways. She'll probaly fuck Tom tonight, to
make sure he knows it's his. If not. maybe he'll find out that his own
wife is no more than a whore. A breeding whore at that."

continued..............

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